1 10 2 https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/51dd3c16aadd3021f5aca3c15732e1fc.pdf 458000df737df9496643ee21b5849dc0 PDF Text Text 9 Lore Songs. — -a osSg--e>ESBsg«" The lea-rig. Auld Rob Morris. My Highland home. I'll love thee ever dearly. Smile again my bonny lassie. My heart is sair for somebody. See the ship. How long and dreary Ss the night. My wife's a winsome wee thing. KILMARNOCK: PRINTED FOR THE BOOKSELLERS �LOVE SONGS THE LEA-RIG. W H E N o'er the hill the eastern star Tells bughtin-dme is near, my jo, And owsen frae the furrow'd field Return sae dowf and weary, O ; 'Down by the burn, where scented birks Wi' dew are hanging clear, my jo, I'll meet thee on the lea rig, My ain kind dearie, O. In miikest glen, at midnight hour, I'd rove, a r d ne'er be eerie, O, If through that glen I gaed to thee, My ain kind dearie, O* Although the night were ne'er sae wild, And I were ne'er sae weary, O, I ' d meet thee on the lea.rig, My ain kind dearie, O. T h e hunter lo'es the morning sun, T o rouse the mountain deer, my j o ; At noon the fisher seeks the glen, Along the burn to steer, my jo, Gi'e me the hour o' gloamin grey, It makes my heart sae cheery, Q» * o meet thee on the lea-rig, ain kind deeiie, 0 . �3 AULD ROB MORRIS. T H E R E ' S auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen V He's the king o' good fellows and wale o' auld m e n , H e has gowd in his coffers, he has owsen and kine. A n d ae bonny lassie, his darling and mine. She's fresh as the morning, the fairest in May ; She's sweet as the evening amang the new h a y ; A s blithe and as artless as the lambs on the lea, And dear to my heart as the light to my ee. Bat, o h ! she's an heiress, auld Robie's a laird, And my daddy has nought but a cot-house and yard A wooer like me maunna hope to succeed, The wounds I must hide that will soon be my dead* The day comes to me, but delight brings me nane; T h e night comes to *ne? but my rest it is g a n e : I wander my lane like a night*troubled ghaist, And I sigh as my heart it wad burst in rny breast. 0 had she but been of a lower degree, 1 then might ha'e hop'd she wad smil'd upon me ! O, how past describing had then been my bliss, As now my distraction no words can express! MY H I G H L A N D HOME. MY Highland home, where rempests blow, And cold thy wintry looks, T h y mountain crown'd with driven snow, And ice-bound are thy brooks s �4 But colder far the Briton's heart, However far he roam, T o whom these words no joy impart, " My native Highland home. ,> Then gang wi' me to Scotland d e a r ; We ne'er again will roam ; And with thy smiles so bonny, cheer My native Highland home. When summer comes, the heather-bell Shall tempt thy feet to rove; T h e cushat-dove, within the dell, Invite to peace and love : For blythesome is the breath of May, And sweet the bonny broom, And pure the dimpling rills that play Around my Highland home. Then gang wi' me, &c. I'LL LOVE T H E E EVER DEARLY. L E T others breathe the melting sigh, And swear they love to madness; T o them I leave the tearful eye, And all love's sober sadness. No tender vows and prayers are mine ; But this I swear sincerely, While truth and honest love are thine, I'll love thee ever dearly. Then, lady, though I scorn the wile« Which love too oft discovers, Ne'er spurn the heart that woos in smiles, For smiles were made tor lovers. �5 A n d though no tender vows are mine. Yet this 1 swear sincerely, While truth and honest love are thine, I'll love thee ever dearly. SMILE AGAIN. S M I L E again, my bonny lassie, Lassie, smile again; Pr'ythee do not frown, sweet lassie, For U gives me pain. If to love thee too sincerely Be a fault in me, Thus to use me so severely Is not kind in thee. Oh ! smile again, my bonny lassie, Lassie, smile again. Oh 1 smile again, my bonny lassie, Pr'ythee smile again. Fare thee well, my bonny lassie, Lassie, fare thee well! Time will show thee, bonny lassie. More than tongue can tell. Though we're doom'd by fate to sever, ( A n d 'tis hard to part,) Still, believe me, thou shalt ever Own my faithful heart, Then smile again, my bonny lassie, Lassie, smile again, Oh ! smile again, my bonny lassie, Pr'ythee smile again, �SOMEBODY. MY heart is sair, I dare na tell, My heart is sair for somebody; I could wake a winter night For the sake o* somebody. Oh hon, for somebody ! Oh hey, for somebody ! I could range the world round, For the sake o* somebody. Ye powers that smile on virtuous love, O, sweetly smile on somebody ! Frae ilka danger keep him free, A n d send me safe my somebody. Oh hon, for somebody ! Oh hey, for somebody ! I wad do—what wad I not— For the sake o* somebody ? SEE T H E SHIP. S E E the ship in the bay is riding, Dearest Ellen, I go from thee ; Boldly go, in thy love confiding, O'er the deep and the trackless sea. When thy loved form no more is near me, When thy sweet smile no longer I see, This soothing thought shall at midnight cheer m e , My love is breathing a prayer for me. Nor can Heaven, a deaf ear lending T o its loveliest work below, �7 T h e boon she begs, on her knees low bending, Refuse in goodness to bestow. So then, my Ellen, all doubts defying, Henry shall dauntless cross the wide sea, His heart on this firm anchor relying, My love is breathing a prayer for me. When the thunder of war is roaring, And the bullets around me fly; When the rage or the tempests pouring, Blends the billowy sea and sky; Then shall my heart, to fear a stranger, Cherish its fondest hopes for thee, This der4r reflection disarming danger, My love is breathing a prayer for me. And when the din of war is over, And sweet peace sets the sailor free, With what joy shall your faithful lover Fly on love's sweetest wings to thee! Then with delight each other caressing, Day after day we shall happier be, And as my Ellen tells o'er each blessing, She still will whisper a prayer for me. H O W L O N G A N D D R E A R Y IS T H E NIGHT. H O W long and dreary is the night, When I am frae my dearie! I restless lie frae e'en to morn, Though I were ne'er sae weary. For, oh ! her lanely nights are Jang, And, oh ! her dreams are eerie, �8 A n d , oh 1 her widow'd heart is sair That's absent frae her dearie. When I think on the lightsome days I spent wi' thee, my dearie, And now what seas between us roar, H o w can I be but eerie ? For, oh, See, H o w slow ye move, ye heavy hours ! The joyless day, how dreary! I t was nae say ge glinted by, When I was wi* my dearie* For, oh, See. MY W I F E ' S A W I N S O M E W E E S H E is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee things She is a bonny wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine I never saw a fairer, I never lo'ed a dearer ; A n d neist my heart I'll wear her, For fear my jewel tine, O leeze me on my wee thing, My bonny blithesome wee thing I Sae lang's I ha'e my wee thing, I'll think my lot divine. Though warld's care we share o't, And may see meikle mair o't, W ? her I'll blithely bear it, A n d ne'er a word repine* FINIS. THING. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/7af44e757cced36edf4870d72c82ffa5.jpg 99ea24b6fa72a9ac1cb33a393dfd1ac2 Omeka Image File The metadata element set that was included in the `files_images` table in previous versions of Omeka. These elements are common to all image files. Bit Depth 8 Channels 3 Height 3087 Width 1789 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. 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Title A name given to the resource 9 Love Songs: The lea-rig Auld Rob Morris My Highland home I'll love thee ever dearly My heart is sair for somebody See the ship How long and dreary is the night My wife's a winsome wee thing Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9923449323505154">s0499b33</a> Subject The topic of the resource Courtship and Marriage Highlands Chapbooks--Scotland--Kilmarnock Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. The lea-rig Auld Rob Morris My Highland home I'll love thee ever dearly My heart is sair for somebody See the ship How long and dreary is the night My wife's a winsome wee thing Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Extent The size or duration of the resource. 8 pages 15 cm Is Part Of A related resource in which the described resource is physically or logically included. Chapbook #40 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks Language A language of the resource English Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Kilmarnock: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario Description An account of the resource Woodcut #86: Illustration on title-page of a dog barking at a figure (gender unknown), who is carrying a basket in an outdoor scene. Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs # of Woodcuts: 1 Animals: dog(s) Architecture: door(s) Architecture: fence Architecture: house Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: no date Chapbook Genre: ballads Chapbook Publisher - Kilmarnock: Printed for the Booksellers Gender: unknown (adults) Nature: cloud(s) Nature: trees Object: basket(s) Outdoor Scene https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/80a10ddbf853426e2ae7381af2e8e278.pdf 93f0ecfc4ee77bdca7f5f31002a300d5 PDF Text Text 4 Scots Songs. Hibernia's lovely Jane. Death of Sally Roy. The Soldier's dream. The birken tree. KILMARNOCK: P R I N T E D FOR T H E BOOKSELLERS. �SCOTS SONGS. H I B E R N U ' S LOVELY JANE. D E P A R T I N G from the Scottish shore, And the Highland mossy banks, T o Germany I first-sailed o'er, And joined the hostile flanks ; At length in Ireland we arrived, After a long campaign, W h e r e a bonny maid my heart betrayed, Hibernia's lovely Jane. H e r cheeks were of the rosy hue, T h e bright glance of her een* Sparkled like pure drops of dew, That bespangle the meadows gree<i4 Jane Cameron ne'er was half so lair, Nor Jessie of Dumblane, N o r prosper pine could not outshine Hibernia's lovely Jane. I oft have faced the daring foe, W h e n in the blood-stained field, I have escaped death's fatal blow, But now to love must yield. Cupid's dart has pierced my heart* W i t h love's tormenting pain, Since first I saw that lassie braw, Hibernia's lovely Jane. �3 My tartan plaid I will forsake, My commission I'll resign; The bonny nymph my bride I'll make, If the lassie will be mine. In Hibernians isle, where the graces smile, For life I would remain-, In hymen's band join heart and hand, With Hibernia's lovely Jane. But the bonny Irish lassie fair, She feeing of high degree, Her parents say their daughter ne'er A soldier's bride shall be. O'erwheimed with grief and despair, No hopes for me r e m a i n ; It grieves my heart for to part With Hibernia's lovely Jane, Should Mars the trumpet sound, And call his sons to arms ; And Neptune waft me o'er the main. Far, far frae Jeanie's charms. Should I be laid on honour's bed, Or by a shot e'er be slain, Death will cure what I endure For Hibernia's lovely Jane. Ye supreme Deities incline, To tranquilize my breast, I'll wander to some distant clime, T o obtain peace and rest. Through woods and groves, Where none shall hear my strain^ �Since that nymph will not be mine, Farewell Hibemia's lovely Jane. D E A T H OF SALLY ROY. F A I R Sally, once the village pride* Lies cold and wan in yonder valley: She lost her lover, and she died, Grief broke the heart of gentle Sally. Young Valiant was the hero's name, For early valour fir'd the boy. W h o barter'd all his love for fame, And kill'd the hopes of Sally R o y . Swift from the arms of weeping love, As rag'd the war in yonder valley, He rush'd, his martial power to prove, While faint with fear sunk lovely Sally, At noon she saw the youth depart, At eve she lost her darling j o y ; Ere night the last throb ©f her heart Declar'd the fate of Sally Roy. T h e virgin train in tears are seen, W h e n yellow midnight fills the valley, Slow stealing o'er the dewy green, Towards the grave of gentle Sally ! And while remembrance wakes the sigh, W h i c h weenfr each feeling heart from joy, T h e mourning dirge, ascending high, Bewails the fate of Sally Roy. �5 THE SOLDIER'S DREAM. O U R bugles had sung, for the night-cloud had lower'd, And the sentinel stars set the watch in the sky, And thousands had sunk on the ground overpower'd, T h e weary to sleep, and the wounded to die. When reposing that night on my pallet of straw, By the wolf-scaring faggot, and guarded the slain, At the dead of the night a sweet vision I saw, And twice ere the cock crew I dreamt it again. Methought from the battle-field's dreadful array, Far far I had roam'd on a desolate track, Till nature and sunshine disclos'd the sweet way T o the house of my father, that welcorn'd me back. I flew to the pleasant fields, travelPd so oft In life's morning march, when my bosom was young, I heard my own mountain-goats bleating aloft, And well knew the strain that the corn-reapers sung, Then pledg'd we the wine-cup, and fondly we swore, From my home and my weeping friends never to p a r t ; �6 My little ones kiss'd me a hundred times o'er, And my wife sobb'd aloud in the fulness of heart. Stay* stay with u s ! rest! thou art weary and worn, And fain was the war-broken soldier to stay * But sorrow return'd with the dawning of morn* And the voice in my dreaming ear melted away. THE BIRKEN FREE. L A S S gin ye wad think it right, T o gang wi' me this very night, And cuddle till the morning light, By a* the lave unseen. And you shall be my dearie, My am dearest dearie, And you shall be my dearie, Gin you'll meet me at e'en. I darena for my mammy gae, She locks the door and keeps the key, And e'en and morn she charges me, And flytes ay about the men She says they're a' deceivers, Deceivers, deceivers, She says they're a' deceivers* I needna trust to ane. �7 But lassie what's to hinder thee, To steal an hour out owre the lea, And meet me at the Birken Tree, You'll no be mist at h a m e : And never mind your mammy, Yotfr auld canker'd mammy, And never mind your mammy, Or else you'll He your lane. She simply said I dinna ken, M y mother trots baith butt and benn, And if she hears I'm wi' the men, She'll ask me where I've been : Then what can I say laddie, Laddie, laddie, Then what can I say laddie, For being out at e'en. O , never mind your mammy's yell, I'se warrant she's met your dad hersel, And should she fiyte ye may her tell She's often done the same: So lassie gi'es your hand on't, Your bonny milk white hand on So lassie gi'es your hand on't* And scorn to lie your lane. O, lad, my hand I canna gi'e, But ablins I may steal the key, And meet you at the Birken Tree, T h a t stands ayont the g k n : �8 But dinna lippen, laddie, I canna promise, laddie, So dinna lippen, laddie, For fear I dinna win. N o w he's gane to the Birken Tree, In hopes his lover there to see, And soon came tripping owre the lea, His sweet endearing Jean; And she clinket down beside him, Beside him, beside him, She clinket down beside him, Upon the grass so green. I'm overjoy'd with raptures now, Cried he, and preed her cherry m o u ' ; And Jean's ne'er haen cause to rue, T h a t night upon the green For she has got her Jemmy, Her sweet dear loving Jemmy, For she has got her Jemmy, And Jemmy's got his Jean. FINIS. � https://scottishchapbooks.lib.uoguelph.ca/files/original/28a274296cfcc66f739e80c1a4710eb5.jpg 1be5f348e7c8aa8903d0941bd37bbf94 Omeka Image File The metadata element set that was included in the `files_images` table in previous versions of Omeka. These elements are common to all image files. Bit Depth 8 Channels 3 Height 3108 Width 1768 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Illustration on title-page of a dog barking at a figure (gender unknown), who is carrying a basket in an outdoor scene. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Woodcut 086: Title-page illustration in a double ruled border of a dog barking at a figure (gender unknown), carrying a basket. Outdoor scene. Document A resource containing textual data. Note that facsimiles or images of texts are still of the genre text. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource 4 Scots Songs. Hibernia's lovely Jane. Death of Sally Roy. The Soldier's dream. The birken tree. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context <a href="https://ocul-gue.primo.exlibrisgroup.com/permalink/01OCUL_GUE/mrqn4e/alma9953133903505154">s0499b33</a> Alternative Title An alternative name for the resource. The distinction between titles and alternative titles is application-specific. Hibernia's lovely Jane. Death of Sally Roy. The Soldier's dream. 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Chapbook #4 in a bound collection of 40 chapbooks Subject The topic of the resource Chapbooks--Scotland--Kilmarnock Contributor An entity responsible for making contributions to the resource Archival and Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario, Canada Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource In the public domain; For high quality reproductions, contact Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph. libaspc@uoguelph.ca, 519-824-4120, Ext. 53413 Description An account of the resource <span>Woodcut # 86: Illustration on title-page of a dog barking at a figure (gender unknow), who is carrying a basket in an outdoor scene.</span> Language A language of the resource English Type The nature or genre of the resource ballads & songs Format The file format, physical medium, or dimensions of the resource JPEGs and PDF derived from master file, which was scanned from the original book in 24-bit color at 600 dpi in TIFF format using an Epson Expression 10000XL scanner. Publisher An entity responsible for making the resource available Kilmarnock: Printed for the Booksellers Source A related resource from which the described resource is derived Archival & Special Collections, University of Guelph Library, Guelph, Ontario # of Woodcuts: 1 Animals: dog(s) Architecture: door(s) Architecture: fence Architecture: house Bib Context: title-page Chapbook Date: no date Chapbook Genre: ballads Chapbook Publisher - Kilmarnock: Printed for the Booksellers Fashion (Clothing): working class Gender: unknown (adult(s)) Nature: cloud(s) Nature: tree(s) Object: basket(s) Outdoor Scene